Okay, first: "We have separated legs from spider bodies"... that is slightly morbid, but really funny, too. I remember my cousin used to do it when we were younger. Back then it made him look pretty cool.

You know, I've recently read two rather angsty and horror fics, and wished to find something calm and fluff. These three stories about Lily Harmony, about her parents, about her younger brother, they were so calm and peaceful, they were so shining and bright with happiness... They were like Martlap's essence(did I spell it right?) for a wounded hand in the fifth book. Letting all pain out and bringing hope.
Thank you. This was so magical...